Asking for his name was an entirely reasonable request, given the circumstances, but it wasn't one Emrys felt particularly inclined to indulge. He hadn't been planning on throwing a tea party with some redheaded debutante this afternoon, after all; he was not in the right mental headspace to socialize or make good impressions.

"No one of import," he said offhandedly, continuing to walk. That was the best way to keep them from being noticed by the Muggles, he figured; just keep moving and hope for the best. He didn't know the layout of the Muggle museum very well, since he had never spent any time there aside from going to and from the magical museum, and even that was a very rare occurrence. Still, he thought they were close to where the entrance would be, assuming it was still there. One more room, and maybe a turn. Hopefully the entrance was still there, or the lady he was dragging along could apparate herself home from a cleaning closet. He didn't particularly fancy having to keep her in tow all the way to Diagon Alley and possibly beyond.

"Emrys Selwyn," he added after a moment, reflecting that it wasn't particularly fair not to at least introduce himself. It might add to her stress level and make her more likely to panic — which would make her more difficult to deal with, he thought. Best to avoid that.